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the story if the jack get more free
Is the tale with the end in the detail
With that Jackanory
Is it jack to ignore me
As it's sad as hell before I get

the main character,
You just flew too close to the sun.
It’s funny now that you mention it,
Plain destruction is all that you’ve done.

Lead by kings, you

Take the good with the bad (Alright)
Life can be dope or it can be real sad (Real sad)
But you can't let it get ya, no (No)
You always got the boys

hundred thousand clicks
I bought it from some old Cherokee on a sad reservation
James Taylor and Stevie Nicks sweet on the radio
Tyres as bald as an eagle I

like you Don't think ya shit stank 
Your breath alone smell like shit Stains
How you turn a plain white tee Into a Off White 
Ain't no Virgil it's ya pit

Spilled
For years
Leached by the all white mob
Discriminated on at the job
My stories are sad
No time to sob
My wife is getting raped by Billy bob
Just

In fifth grade

And start taking
Drumming lessons with Mr. Scott

And that dude
He started me
On the snare
With that
Blue and white book
It's called

The Island

Paul Brady

Nobody Knows: The Best of Paul Brady [Rycodisc]

1999

trying to carve tomorrow from a tombstone... 

Chorus 

But Hey! Don't listen to me!.
This wasn't meant to be no sad song. 
We've heard too much

The Island

Dolores Keane

Songs from Ireland: Best of Irish Songwriters [1995]

1997

dying will lead us into glory
But hey! Don't listen ...
Now I know us plain folks don't see all the story
And I know this peace and love's just copping

Auto 6
Got an office and everything cocaine white
In the morning it can get too bright
But it doesn't affect me these days
'Cause I've been staying up

Brb, Brb, Brb
Brb, Brb, Brb 
Brb, Brb, Brb, Brb
Brb, Brb, Brb 
Brb, Brb, Brb, Brb 
Brb, Brb, Brb

Plain white walls, but I read the story
Set up

for y'all right now
Last track of 2020
JD

Tis the Christmas time
All my homies so fly
Got yo shorty by me
We connect like Wi-Fi
Skirting doing

I Can Give You More

LL Cool J

Radio

1985

that, and it wasn't fair
Love's taken its toll, your heart he stole
You was fooled by the face of a phoney role
But I'll take up the slack, support you,

The Message

Stunt Nuts

States of Dance, Vol. 1

2000

Standin' on the front stoop hangin' out the window
Watchin' all the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta

routine

Thin and strong in his clothes so plain
No wife no kids no worries no pain
Rocket dreams were brewing in the lab they toiled
John's fate was sealed

in my arm not even done
Got Chris on this track blowing up netherrack boom the 911 attacks
Pentagon open plain 220 stories all four destroyed by

I was on the inside looking out for you 
You were on the outside looking in 
We were a witchy coven of white women 
We knew a lot about a regional

stool, hanging out the window
Watching all the cars go by as the wind blows
A crazy lady, livin' in the bag
Eating out the garbage used to be a baddie

stoop hangin' out the window
Watchin' all the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be

this is not a tale of glory
This is just a private deal
it's the end of a sad story

We were certainly well matched
we were like two perfect magnets
Now

Midnight ride, new benz toy
Ice ice, do you think that I'm a broke boy?
Hell sent shit, don't test me
Bloodstains on my new plain white tee
Nine

Nigga who you mad at
How you never got no money Ho
Where your dad at
Chrome hearts pants and it's Louis on my backpack
Plain white tee on where the fuck

have a chance (fuck you)
The worst part is yet to come let me explain it (oh no)
This story's so sad, in movies it'd be raining (oh no)
Even if I make it

that I tried
This Henny white is open tonight
I found you and I tried to lie
Thinking of all the times that I
Lied and lied I asked God why
Why He had